Chapter 1065: No need to understand the tenderness

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After Cong had dealt with the wounds and filth on his body, he lay sideways on the bed for only a few hours, and then heard the scum from Feng Xinglang screaming and screaming from downstairs, and the noise of knocking and beating.
"This scum!"
Cong just hissed, but instead of getting up, he got caught in the light duvet.
Cong Gang knew that taking the fastest flight to return to the neighboring city of Shencheng, Feng Xinglang certainly knew that. It's just seven or eight hours late at night. He can come back so soon, it is enough to witness his beloved.
The wind didn't stop, and the tree didn't seem to want to be quiet;
"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here, smashing the door downstairs."
Outside the door, Wei Kang's soft knock on the door came.
In fact, Wei Kang knows: it is totally redundant to inform Cong Gang by himself. With Cong Gang's vigilance, why didn't he hear Feng Xinglang making so much noise downstairs!
It's just that one of them didn't open it, and the other smashed the door. It just seemed to be deadlocked.
It really disturbed this quiet and beautiful morning.
"I see." Cong in the room just answered.
Just "Know"?
No more, no more?
Wei Kang waited for a while, but the room was quiet again.
"Boss, is that to open the door? Or knock him away?"
Wei Kang also didn't like to guess the divine meaning. Cong Gang is his own boss, and they naturally want to listen to it; but Feng Xinglang seems to become their boss and boss subconsciously, and it is still necessary in the long run.
At least you can't blame him now, you can't blame him!
Even if you want to offend, you have to order Boss now, right?
But before Cong just gave the order, the wooden door, which was not so strong, was directly driven by Feng Xinglang.
Not only personal scum, but also a thug!
Vulgar and outrageous! I don't always know who I am!
Cong Gang thinks so. But Feng Xinglang didn't think so!
He felt that the person who hadn't figured out who he was was Cong Gang!
"Feng ... General Feng, it's early."
Watching Feng Xinglang rush upstairs with rage, Wei Kang greeted him subconsciously. They've already hit each other, and it doesn't seem appropriate to say hello.
"Where is Cong Gang?"
Feng Xing asked sternly.
"My Boss is resting. What's the matter, wait for him to wake up ..."
‘声’, before Wei Kang finished speaking, Feng Xinglang went straight through the door with one shoulder.
This temporary second-floor small building is almost all of that kind of wooden structure, and its solidity is still a little worse.
Cong Gang was half-lying on a simple wooden bed, so silently watching Feng Xinglang, who ran into the door.
"Feng Xinglang, why are you crazy?"
Cong Gang's voice didn't fall, Feng Xinglang flew over without saying anything. Cong Gang, who could not respond in the future, suppressed him.
Maybe not that Cong Gang didn't have time to respond, but he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to be ... so implied.
"Cong Gang, what about my son?"
Just downstairs, Feng Xinglang had checked in incidentally; and Cong Gang's bed had no trace of his son.
Feng Xinglang suppressed Cong Gang and asked violently; the breath in his mouth sprayed on Cong Gang's cheek, almost touching the bridge of his nose.
At that time, Cong Gang was thinking slowly for a while; when Feng Xinglang lifted his upper body from the quilt, he seemed to slow down.
"How about a USB stick?"
Cong Gang didn't meet Feng Xinglang's irritable eyes, but asked with a half-sided cheek.
Feng Xinglang Qing's handsome face twisted with anger.
This time he did not play tricks with Cong Gang, nor did he play tricks; instead, he took the U disk out of his pocket and threw it on Cong Gang's face.
"Where is my son?"
"And those replicas!"
Obviously have the upper hand, but Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang's gaze, seemingly suddenly guilty of gaining interest.
Especially Feng Xinglang's strong posture suppressed him!
It's not that Cong Gang couldn't bear the weight of Feng Xinglang, but ...
"Do you think Lao Tzu will be so fussy about making a bunch of dumb copies to stab you?"
Feng Xinglang snorted, "I want to threaten you, I have a way!"
"Come on, my son!"
Feng Xinglang roared again. Seems to be at the limit of patience.
It seems that if Cong Gang didn't say the whereabouts of Lin Nuo's child again, Feng Xinglang could really eat him.
"At this point ..."
Cong Gang glanced out of the window, "Your son should fall asleep in your wife's arms."
Cong Gang's answer made Feng Xinglang slightly surprised: his son was asleep in his woman's arms?
This dog thing is so honest, will he send his son Feng Linnuo to Xue Luo?
"Give me my phone!"
Regardless of subjective conscious belief or unbelief, Feng Xinglang required proof.
Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang the phone in the drawer.
"Be honest!"
Feng Xinglang still suppressed Cong Gang's upper body, imprisoning him for possible resistance.
In fact, resistance is not resistance, subjective consciousness is very important.
But at this moment, Cong Gang seemed to have no subjective consciousness and felt that the whole person was not very good. It seemed that he was not suppressed by a body of eighty or ninety kilograms, but an invisible Mount Tai.
"Hello ... Hello, who is it?"
There was a murmur of drowsiness inquiries from the woman.
"It's me, snow. What about Nono?"
Upon hearing the woman's soft voice, the irritable man instantly warmed.
"Nuo Nuo is back. He is asleep."
Snow fell on his son's red face and kissed him, "Nono ... is my dad."
"Nuo Nuo is asleep, don't wake him up."
"Xinglang, where are you? Are you back?"
"Oh, I just got off the plane and will be back in a while. Wait for me!"
"Okay. Be careful on the way."
Thinking about it, Xue Luo added: "It was Cong that just returned Nono. It was sent back last night. I haven't been able to reach your phone."
"Well, I'll be right back! See you later."
After hanging up, Feng Xinglang Shun deleted his wife Xueluo's number. The peace of his wife and children gave him a lot of peace of mind.
"You can get up!"
After Feng Xinglang made the warm call, Cong just struck Feng Xinglang who was pressed on his body with a strong leg.
Feng Xinglang turned quickly and leapt from the bed, squinting at Cong Gang.
"You're pretty good!"
Fei's thin lips gave a slight hook, which was an appreciation of Cong Gang's behavior.
"Enough trouble? Let's go out!"
Cong just sorted out the messy bed made by Feng Xinglang.
"You think I'd love to stay with you!"
Feng Xinglang swept a cold eye and turned and walked towards the door.
Cong Gang's eyes came over subconsciously. But did not want to Feng Xinglang turned around suddenly.
"Wound on you ... is it okay?"
The scuffle just showed the scratches on Cong Gang's body. Feng Xinglang will certainly see it.
At that time, Cong Gang's sweater was taken off to Lin Nuo's children. He only wore a T-shirt, and he would inevitably be scratched by the branches and bushes.
"... It's okay."
Cong Gang responded unnaturally.
"That mountain is so dangerous, you dare to run so fast ... why didn't you kill your dog!"
This abrupt style of painting underlines the attitude and tone of a scumbag.
"..."
Cong Gang had nothing to say. Don't want to say.
Downstairs, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned to stare at Wei Kang who was sending him aside.
Wei Kang was stared at by Feng Xinglang, and all his cells were vigilant: Wouldn't this guy be a Boss Cong Gang, and he would have to make a small one out of it?
Feng Xinglang fumbled from his body for a while, and found the cash check that had been wrinkled a little by the way.
"Hold it, it's a medical bill for your Boss! And ... the door."
Feng Xinglang glanced at the wooden door that he had broken. "Wang Kang, what's so good about you following Cong Gang? Living in a slum house, hiding in Tibet all day long, can't eat his belly, is it necessary for him to be born to death? Come to me when you have time, and I welcome you at any time. "
Before leaving, Feng Xinglang did not forget to use a means of alienation.
"..."
I have to say that Feng Xinglang's words were really tickling.
But Wei Kang would not do that. Bloodthirsty people like them can't find the right master.
He did not return the check in hand. It is not that he wants to own it, but he feels that with the identity and status of Boss Cong Gang today, he should be able to live, dress and live more elegantly. Therefore, he accepted Feng Xinglang's ten million cash check.

Stepping in the morning light, Feng Xinglang rushed back to Feng's home as quickly as possible.
"Master Second, you are back ..."
Mo butler greeted immediately.
"Where's madam?"
"Mrs. and Nono are upstairs. Master Noo was sent home last night."
"Well, I'll go upstairs first." Feng Xinglang stepped upstairs.
Hearing the sound of the downstairs, Xue Luo, who had washed up with her son, immediately got up and opened the door.
Outside the door was the man she cared about for three or four days.
A healthy physique and a tired face; a pair of eyes were filled with tenderness.
"Xing Lang, you are back." The woman muttered distressed.
The answer to the woman was the fierce kiss from the man.
Holding the woman's warm and rosy lips, venting her thoughts on women these days.
The little pain that breeds makes Xue Luo hug the man's lean waist tighter.
Feng Xinglang did not linger on the woman's lips for a long time, so he hugged the woman who was drunk by his kiss and walked towards the bed.
Feng Xinglang straightly opened the thin quilt covering his son, exposing the little boy's strong squat lying body.
"Xinglang, what are you doing ... it will be cold with Nono." Xue Luo murmured.
"Okay, don't lack arms and legs!"
Feng Xinglang went over and hugged his son's warm little body tightly in his arms.
"Rabbit, dad really wants to give you a good meal! Let you run around!"
Even with anger, Feng Xinglang only symbolically gave a little pinch to the little P-shares of the little guy, and he was beaten.
"Xing Lang, you go to wash first, and then accompany Nono to sleep again. He woke up last night and waited for you for a long time."
"Let's come to the bathroom together, I'll clean up you!"
The man looked at the woman's gaze and was seductive.